She is a few years old, I go crazy and deer
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It gave me a stump, the plan is to get hoarse bro
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De sing to her, maybe she likes it
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I'll dance with her, maybe she'll pull over
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Her body on mine as we dance
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She numbed me when we were alone
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It didn't even happen, it was my trip
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The baggage had, Whiskey and caipirinha
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Drowning the sorrows I didn't drown the goose
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I didn't travel or dance, it was just a chat
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Spill of bad seasickness stoned
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She ignites already, I've been burned
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I got lost in the corners and asked the saint
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Cover myself with the mantle and repress the charm
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I deceived myself, however, I resisted crying
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I resurfaced so if I fall I get up
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You know very well that every action has an effect
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If it went wrong in this one and I think it was well done
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Forget the past and everything we could have done
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Our history is written in the perfect tense
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I do everything your way
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You were my first lady, I'm always your mayor
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I treat you with all respect
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I give you assistance, I know your flaws
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To stay with you until the network I share
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But between us there are glass walls
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I see you and I don't focus on you, I kiss you and I don't touch you
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In desires I suffocate from the moments lived
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it was all so good
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When I took the feathers out of my sweatshirt
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Never demanded chandon
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Turned over and left me in the cold without a duvet
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Maybe she likes my loose style
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Without lacoste the crocodiles are always fake
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But I'm elegant, always a lover, I play firewood
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If it ignites now I ignite, if I call you now come
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She knocked me out and it wasn't K.O
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They all want a tramp, she doesn't, she wants a worker
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In a love encounter that the waiter didn't get
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That an ultralight was needed for the flying check
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I'm going, declaring myself a fan of her in each verse
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It's a cell, it arrests me just like Nelson Mandela
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It doesn't appeal, but when the clan is expressed, it freezes
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The most beautiful, the smile is not one of those toothless
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I'm a white teddy bear, I seduced her in my den
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With movie tickets, a soda and popcorn
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She's as rare as vinyl, a lingerie that teases me
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The piece fell, I applauded like it didn't even seal
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It suffocates me in a key I can't open
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She uses her legs well, much more than a Chun-li
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My plan is like a beck, on the cake breeze
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In shorts, white sneakers and polo shirt
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She likes the bad boy, she has good taste
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She loves to bless herself and she loves my backrest
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Likes to play marra on your face
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Difficult to deny the talk that is proposed
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Come on, she goes, I love what she does
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Zuô moiô, because caô she doesn't fall
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Relationship does not exist laws
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In this idea, if she doesn't like it, maybe
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I want the world, I want her
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I have two passions, my attention in two parts
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If it doesn't happen agent cancel
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At the end, the agent boils, time never freezes
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Pity, time for the hang-up
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Heart is an island in the Lost style
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If she wants it I want it, to be honest
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Little lero lero, maybe she likes it
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«wow»! |